Weary
Weary
I am weary.
But….
A drink
from your smile
waters my soul,
touches my spirit.
Your breezy way
cools my brow.
Sharing your thoughts
and heart.
I give silent thanks.
2009
Copyright © Daniel Hunter | Year Posted 2018
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